I am obsessive.

Okay, so I skipped Monday because it was rainy and gross. I skipped yesterday because there was a meeting I had to get to (I did do a quarter mile sprint after getting home though, does that count?). There are dinner plans tomorrow, so I’ll be skipping my long run for that. And then this weekend is Missouri.

Oh man. Obviously I’m insecure about this because I’ve pretty much asked every runner I know if skipping this week is okay. Most have warned me against excessive skipping, but you know what? I’m gonna have to go ahead and repeat that running doesn’t own me. I’m just not running this week.

Flee from me, runner’s guilt!

But…is this okay? Am I going to be screwed next week? Is skipping these runs gonna make the marathon impossible? It’s a kickback week, the longest run was only 12, so it’s not like I’m skipping the 18 miler or something like that. I’m okay, right? Emily? Guidance?

First, these are some of my favorite comments ever (skipping down Victoria Memorial Pkwy! Medical professionals!)

Second, Thom, just for that I will probably run myself to my grave – thanks. I react very positively to reverse psychology (read: am naturally filled to the brim with spite). For example, when I was 14 a bunch of people told me I could never hack it as a vegetarian. So I responded by not eating meat for 5 years.

I was all “You don’t get to tell me what I can and cannot DO.” You know, all sassy and whatnot. I really showed them.

#1 – I skip all the time.
#2 – People are always warning me about excessive skipping.
#3 – Running does not own me either.
#4 – I have not run this week at all.
#5 – No matter how much I want to do (or not do) something, if someone tells me they think I should do (or not do) it, then just to spite them I will do the opposite.